Judge — 1891 — page 6: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

LINES ON FINDING AN OLD PORTRAIT. ERE'S an old photograph, Creased up and tumbled, Calls up the summer we passed at the shore, Funny how quickly the Seasons get jumbled ; Seems only yesterday. Lord ! what a bore. Strange how a man can be Glamoured, and led by Chance to believe that he’s deeply in love, I'm bravely cured And my heart is not fed by Emotion on looking at portrait above. Good-bye, the summer girl ! Hail to the winter! Seasons change often, why shouldn't the girls? Back into trunk again I've got another, Perhaps we'll renew when the spring-time unfurls, Litre, Datsy—"' Is that man going to sing, mamma?” Mrs. Fatserr—'*S-sh, dear! yes. AT THE MUSICALE. It’s Professor Von Woggleski.”* AN ANSWER (Te the author of * Lines on Finding an Old Portrait.”) ARELESSLY glancing through Jupce’s bright pages, Dawned on my vision a fair maiden’s face. Long have I sought her— My heart ever rages Since I first saw her that day at the race. Yes, I acknowledge ‘twas Love at first meeting. Alas, I knew neither her name nor address, And dared not, a stranger, Offend her by greeting, Nor touch the fair hand which you scorn to press. Alas, to my sorrow my Heart knows no turning, Summer and winter I've loved her, you see, Oh, hard-hearted monster ! if You have no yearning, ‘Yell me her name and leave some show for me, ewe Lire Daisy—"' It's so warm here, I should think he'd like to take off his furs before he begins.” THE ADVANTAGE OF FACIAL EXTENSIVENESS. Joe Mruicx (after the cave in)—"' Th’ byes may not be along hour, Tim, an’ we may's well tek it aisy. Me pipe wint out in th’ gravel, Hov yez a light?” Tim Crovcn—** Oi hov.” comicbooks.com